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# 168

Sunday, January 10, 2010 { 11:18 PM }

I dreamt of my workplace in the morning just now. I remember seeing the Mickey Mouse bra. I didn't see any of my colleagues. Oh yes, I've stopped working a day before school started. I was on the verge of tears after working for four hours on that day. I went to the counter and passed one of the seniors my pass. Some of my colleagues asked whether I wanted to extend. Well, I wanted to for the sake of seeing my colleagues' faces. On a second thought, I need to focus more on my studies. So, I chose not to.

No more discounts for me. No more hanging the tops and bottoms at the fitting room. No more listening to songs which made me so addicted. No more folding the items on the table. No more helping the customers. No more taking out the new stocks early in the morning. No more opening the store by pushing the sliding doors! No more going to lunch with my colleagues. No more working at Cotton On for me! ):

Darn! Why do I miss people easily?

On Friday, I had a shopping date with my two girls. Since I got my pay, I decided to get some things. We alighted at City Hall and then made our way to Marina to have our lunch at Breeks. I was starving! At the same time, we celebrated Phat's belated birthday. I know. Her birthday was in October last year. Since we were so busy studying for the major exam at that point of moment, we didn't get to celebrate. She bought her bag first and then we took a cab to town. We stopped at Paragon as I needed to get a top at Ben Sherman's store for Love.

We headed to Ion and then to Pacific Plaza to get my school bag and also a pair of shorts. I didn't know Love's size as he didn't want to tell me. The salesgirl was helpful enough to ask a customer (who's quite skinny and tall) to try out for me. Fortunately, I got the size right after giving the shorts to Love. He was at town with his friend too and we decided to go home together. We said goodbye to the girls and then we took a bus home.

I want to watch One Piece now.